Light

When the night seems never-ending, heavy, and profound, And your spirit forgets how to dream, When joy diminishes, and each breath feels like a quiet struggle against death— Hold on. There’s more to you than this dark ocean, More resilience than the pain allows. You are not the turmoil in your mind, Nor every tear that soaks your pillow. The sun still rises, gentle and uncertain, And even when it’s hidden, its warmth is genuine. It waits just beyond the shadowy hill, It burns for you — it continues to burn. So approach each day, not as a battle, But as an opportunity to heal again. Let kindness be your constant practice, Let hope gently flow through your heart. You’re not alone — even when silence prevails, There’s strength in your tired eyes. You are the dawn, not merely the night, You are the struggle that brings forth the light.